Angry Nepali Birds(colored)

This work was created(drawn) by @rochan_ I used it to digitise and color the image. Enjoy. You can find the original, uncolored art work here: http://twitpic.com/5h9efh

I dream of you

I dream of Genie,
And I dream of you.

I dream of a world,
Not apart;
I dream of a world,
fast;
And I dream of you.

America Jaaney

   The Times' Square                    Photo Credit: Rachit Neupane's Facebook

It's the greatest thing that's happened to our country.

America Jaaney.

It's not about the search for a better life. It's not about earning more, or democracy, or freedom, or opportunities. 

It answers the most basic questions we ask ourselves: Why exist?

Why do you study for your anatomy exams when you know you don't want to practice here?

America Jaaney,

It's given us a reason to live our lives. It doesn't really matter if we ever bother to act upon it-- all our aspirations, acts and ideals can be summed up in two words-- could you ask for anything more? Forget the philosophers-- we don't need Camus or Nietzsche to expound on the nature of existence and give us treatises. The entire crux of our existence is fantastically summed up by the two words. No complications, thank you!


And it's a good thing. That medical student is going to study, not because he really wants to but because he wants to become an American doctor, even though he knows in his subconscious that the chances of him passing the USMLE are infinitesimally low. The mid-level manager is going to brush up his English, and take GRE practice tests, always aware that he'll never leave his sick and aging parents, but assuring himself that he miight someday. Hopefully.

It doesn't matter what America is, or where it is, or if the ideals are anywhere near the truth. No, what matters is that America Jaaney gives us hope, when we have so little to be hopeful about. If we are the Islamic Terrorists, it's our 72 Virgins, and we're the sex-starved nymphos

America in itself doesn't really matter, in our lives. Undoubtedly, our heroes could be American-- mine are, anyway-- I worship Tina Fey and Alec Baldwin and Rainn Wilson and so on, and our culture is getting Americanized, but so what? It's not about them, or their country--we just need to be shown the hope that there could be the slightest possibility that we could be amongst them, and we're happy. And we work hard. Even though it may not bring us the fruit we desire. But that's not the point anyway. We improve, and we keep on improving ourselves, hoping that some day, it's our turn...

America Jaaney